I rewarded myself with some Yogen Fruz

So after going to that yoga class yesterday, I thought I deserved a reward. It just so happens there’s a Yogen Fruz on Robson Street, not too far from the yoga place. So naturally I went there. It made sense. Yoga, yogurt, they both start with “yog”. It was meant to be.

I hadn’t been to a Yogen Fruz in a really long time. I remember way back when there used to be one at Lansdowne Centre and I would go there sometimes as a kid with my parents. I remember being upset when it closed down. There’s still one at Oakridge Centre, but I never really go there. So I was kind of excited.

When I went in, this guy pretty much pushed me out of the way so he could get to the self serve machines. The cups were all big. I picked one up and asked what size it was. The lady told me you could fill it up as much as you want, and then you pay by weight, so if you don’t want a lot, you can just fill it up a little bit.

The plan was to just fill it up a little bit. But obviously that didn’t happen. The cup was so big that it just looked stupid to have a small amount in it. It was just a waste of cup space. So I filled it up some more, until it looked like a decent amount. And I had to throw in a few strawberries, blueberries, and pieces of granola, otherwise that would defeat the purpose of the whole create your own aspect. Of course these added to the weight, but I didn’t care. It was worth it.

I ended up paying more than I would have had I I just ordered a yogurt and let them do it for me. But it was more fun this way. And this way to don’t have to choose a size. If small isn’t enough, but the bigger size is too much, you just create your own size. It’s great having that freedom.

As I walked down the street eating my frozen yogurt, I felt people were staring at me. I bet they were jealous. Or maybe it was just cause I looked gross after yoga. But a couple girls walked by me and I heard them say “Oh my God that Yogen Fruz looks so good!”. So yeah, they were jealous. I’m pretty sure I drove more customers their way by eating my frozen yogurt on a busy street. I think I should get something for my advertising efforts. Don’t you?